Lyall and Hope had been seeing each other almost two years when Lyall made up his mind. He wanted to marry Hope, he wanted her to be his forever. However, it wasn’t as easy as just declaring his love and proposing her in marriage. Lyall was a Wizard and Hope was a Muggle and therefor he had to apply to break the statute of secrecy.
This is what brought him into an elevator early on a Wednesday morning hurtling down to the bottom floor of The Ministry of Magic.
He thought briefly about the irony of the Muggle Marriage office being at the bottom, it wasn’t something people thought proudly on, Wizard marrying a Muggle. However, if you could pass all tests and provide all the proper paper work it was usually granted.
Lyall stepped off the elevator and proceeded to the older wizard at the desk.
“Name of you and name of impending spouse?” he drawled not even looking up.
“Erm – Lyall Lupin and Hope Howell.” he said quickly as a quill took it down before shoving the paper into his hands.
“Go, sit, fill out pages one through twenty-four and then return it to me”
Lyall groaned as he slumped into a chair. Twenty four pages, and this is just step one. He thought as he started answering mundane questions.
Lyall went back to the desk forms, copies of identification for both of them and a recent picture of Hope in hand. He was directed into the next room. Here he had to immerse himself fully into a tub of water. This water would wash away any enchantments to prove that this person was marrying a muggle out of true want and that they are who they say they are.
Lyall stepped into the tub his shoes making a loud clunk as they reached the bottom of the large tub. He sat down, held his breath and laid all the way back, he counted to ten as instructed and he felt the water become warm and tingly before cooling off again. He stepped out, pointed his wand at his hair and slowly trailed it down his body drying himself quickly.
Lyall headed back to the desk where he had to repeat verbally around half of the information on his forms. Including properly identifying his wife based on the picture he handed in previously.
Lastly, he had to endure the test he least looked forward to. The man took him into a room opposite the tub room and sat him in a chair. He passed him a small vial of clear serum.
“Drink up” the old man said with a cock eyed grin.
It took a few minutes until Lyall felt it. However going down it tasted sour, then burned and it made him feel nauseous and light headed, he gripped the arms of the chair and blinked rapidly, shaking his head to clear the fog.
“What is your name” the man asked.
“Lyall Lupin”
“Why are you here?”
“To gain permission to marry Hope Howell”
“Why do you want to marry her”
“Because she loves me, and who wouldn’t love her, she is so sweet, kind hearted, her accent makes me smile, her eyes make me lost, she is the best kind of person.”
After many more questions and many truthful answers Lyall Lupin left the office with permission to marry the woman of his dreams, but first she had to accept that he was a Wizard.
if youve never physically been in the presence of like, a real live wolf, and you probably wont get the chance to, heres some stuff about them you should know
a wolf’s fur is so unbelievably thick that you can get like, your whole hand into it while petting. and then you can keep going
wolves are a lot bigger than you think they are. think about how big you think a wolf is then just like double that
they dont really smell like dog but they DO smell and youre not going to be able to figure out if its a good smell or not
a wolf really wants to lick the inside of your mouth. he will not stop trying to lick the inside of your mouth at any cost, and generally speaking you need to press your lips together kind of tightly when he approaches your face so that he doesnt worm his damn tongue in there to give you what he thinks is an appropriate greeting
a wolf doesnt really want to look at you while you pet him but he wants you to pet him. hes embarrassed
if a grown ass wolf decides to lay down on you, you just have to deal with it and thats your life now
young wolves, much like young dogs, are overwhelmingly goofy and stupid. a teenage wolf will see your very fragile, very human shoulder and go “i can probably step on that with my full weight” and then he will do it
letting a wolf eat out of your hand is actually not remotely frightening, and youll want to do it all day
Wolves can be jumpy when nervous (like any other animal really), so take things slow and remain cool. But when they jump, you can feel their power/strength and it’ll shake you to the core and maybe frighten you for a second. Just relax, you’re going to be fine.
this part in prisoner of azkaban has always confused me, maybe it’s just sloppy editing but right here:
harry and co. go all the way down to the end of the train and put their stuff in an empty compartment
they then get OFF the train again in order to say goodbye to the weasleys, arthur tells harry that sirius black is after him, all of which takes place in the span of what? 2 minutes?
they get BACK onto the train and here’s where it gets weird:
because it sounds like they’re just ambling around looking for an empty compartment despite the fact that they already deposited their luggage in an empty compartment. anyway the new (?) compartment is incidentally ALSO at the very end of the train, except now lupin is there, fast asleep. (and it HAS to be the same compartment because we see a few paragraphs later that harry’s sneakoscope is going off in his trunk.)
frankly i don’t even care if this is bad editing because it’s just too FUCKING funny. jo you’re telling me that within 30 seconds of boarding the hogwarts express, esteemed professor r. j. lupin found a compartment that just had some random luggage in it but no kids, said “fuck it, i’m too tired for this,” put his case up on the rack, and immediately fell into such a deep sleep that hermione thinks he’s fucking DIED. absolute legend and also hard same. i love you remus
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